slug love

Slugs are the new snails. I use to love snails but I think I love slugs more. At first I was frightened but when I saw it's wiggly eyes I decided I liked it very much. Pink use to be my favourite colour but I think orange is now. Have you ever seen such a beautiful orange slug? It's so big too. The tomato isn't a cherry tomato. No. It's a baby beef tomato. That's how big my slug is.

home coming

I was at my dramatical best this evening. And I have to say I am very proud of myself. I shrieked, and spluttered lots. It was very exhausting but I wasn't going to give in. I wanted to perform. We got back from our brilliant holiday nearly a week now and I am still so very tired. When I get tired I take after Mummy, I get very cross and very shouty very easily. On our holiday no one shouted except my little sister who shouted every time we were in the car which was almost every hour of our holiday. My little sister still can not walk and I think she is jealous that I can. On the way back from our holiday I sobbed most of the way. I didn't want to go home. I thought I didn't like our house any more even if Daddy did make it. When we did get back I decided that my home is very lovely. I liked seeing the garden best of all. l couldn't believe the amount of very many mung bean plants that had grown from my seeds in Mummy's flower border. My little sister went straight to the prized plum tomatoes and picked them. I then then made a tomato kebab. oops.